Wagner’s time signature
I resent the implication that I was untangling artisanal wool on the couch all morning long.
In fact, I don’t have any artisanal wool, because it has been Uber Frugal month since the beginning of January. It turns out one of the problems of Uber Frugal month is that it never actually ends, and your artisanal wool supply becomes rapidly depleted.
Fortunately, since your mother has been cleaning out her house she found a pile of leftover wool. She has generously offered it to me and has stashed it in her suitcase for her upcoming visit. We had a long conversation about it on Facebook Messenger.
So no, I wasn’t untangling artisanal wool. In fact, I was listening to Ben Hepner, and he was ON FIRE.
“How do you know a tenor is at the door?”
I don’t know Ben Hepner, how?
“He can’t find the key and he doesn’t know when to come in.”